Playboy: Medical and Martial Master-Chapter 118: New Home!
In the bedroom, Sun Zhe lay in the bed Zhu Yan had slept in, completely unable to fall asleep. Leng Yueshuang’s aphrodisiac was incredibly potent. Even though he had already come once, he still felt like he could go another three hundred rounds.
He watched Zhu Yan as she sat on the edge of the bed, lifting a slender leg to pull on a silk stocking. "Stepmom..." he said with a pained look. "I’m a little restless and can’t sleep. What should I do?"
At that moment, Zhu Yan was wearing nothing but her underwear and the gray silk stockings she had just put on. Looking at her mature and alluring body, Sun Zhe’s Yang Qi began to stir restlessly again.
Zhu Yan glanced at the large tent pitched in his pants, and her inner thighs grew hot. She suddenly pounced, pressing him down. "You little devil," she cooed. "Does my baby want some milk?"
As she spoke, she hooked her thumbs under her bra and pulled it down, revealing a soft, pale breast. Cupping it with one hand, she guided the pink cherry at its peak to Sun Zhe’s lips.
How could Sun Zhe possibly refuse? He latched on without a second thought.
"Mmm..." Zhu Yan’s delicate brows furrowed slightly as she let out a soft, fragrant moan. The flames of desire deep within her were quickly rekindled.
In truth, she had spent the previous night alone, pent-up and restless. She was desperate for release. She was at a voracious age, and going a single day without it left her feeling out of sorts. Although she always ended up begging for mercy, she remained unyielding, always ready for the next round.
However, the thought that Sun Zhe hadn’t slept well made her heart soften. She gently cradled his head, letting him suckle for a while before whispering, "Alright, you little devil. Stepmom doesn’t really have any milk for you. Get some sleep. We can continue when you wake up."
"You’re a doctor too, so you should know a person needs at least eight hours of sleep to be healthy."
"Mmm," Sun Zhe hummed in response. He wrapped his arms around her, burying his face in her bosom and greedily inhaling her creamy scent. "By the way, Stepmom, what’s the status of the face mask Sister Zhishan is developing? You seem so busy every day, so there must have been some good progress, right?"
Zhu Yan smiled. "The R&D for the mask wasn’t complicated; it was finished a while ago. We’re just collecting clinical data now. Once it passes inspection, we can start mass production and launch it."
"I see," Sun Zhe said, then asked another question. "By the way, Stepmom, now that we have money, what kind of car do you want to get? A Ferrari? Lamborghini? Or a Porsche?"
Zhu Yan shook her head, her tone soft. "But we just bought this car a few days ago; it’s still new. Besides, a car is just for getting around. I don’t need anything fancy. The car you gave me is more than enough."
"Alright," Sun Zhe relented.
"Speaking of which, are you going to sleep or not?" Zhu Yan asked.
"I really can’t." 𝑓𝓇𝘦ℯ𝘸𝘦𝑏𝓃𝑜𝘷ℯ𝑙.𝑐𝑜𝓂
Zhu Yan’s hand suddenly snaked into his waistband, playfully grabbing hold of his massive erection. "In that case," she said with a mischievous grin, "Stepmom will just have to drain you completely. You’ll be able to sleep once you have no energy left."
Sun Zhe wrapped his arms around her slender waist. "We’ll see who drains who. Just don’t come begging for mercy when you’re all dried up."
With the pre-battle banter concluded, an intense battle was about to erupt.
Nearly two hours later, the battle was finally declared over when Sun Zhe had fired his last shot and Zhu Yan was crying softly for him to stop. Exhausted to the point of collapse, Sun Zhe fell asleep instantly.
When he awoke, it was already past two in the afternoon.
After washing up, Sun Zhe walked into the living room and found Zhu Yan hanging clothes on the balcony. "Stepmom, it’s time to go."
***
After leaving the apartment, they first went to the bank with the check to deposit the fifty million, then headed to the Yangcheng First-class Villa District. Following the navigation, they soon found the luxurious villa.
As he drove through the villa’s gates and saw the "kingdom" that was now his, Sun Zhe felt a profound sense of unreality, despite having been mentally prepared. The luxury of this villa and its grounds was nearly on par with the Su Family’s estate.
Inside the BMW, Sun Zhe placed his hand on Zhu Yan’s thigh, his fingers stroking the gray silk. "Stepmom," he called softly.
"Hm?"
"How about we move in tomorrow?"
"In such a hurry?"
"I’ve been thinking," Sun Zhe explained. "Our current apartment isn’t suitable for my cultivation; it could disturb the neighbors. But in a large courtyard like this, I can make as much noise as I want."
Zhu Yan’s cheeks flushed. "Am I really that loud? Loud enough to disturb the neighbors?"
Sun Zhe was speechless for a moment. "I don’t mean *that* kind of noise," he said. "I’m talking about the noise I make when I cultivate alone."
Zhu Yan rolled her eyes. "Fine, you decide. You’re the little emperor of the house, after all."
Sun Zhe reached over and opened her door. "Come then, my dear Consort Zhu. This Emperor shall show you our royal gardens."
"Yes, Your Majesty. This servant understands."
After they got out of the car, Sun Zhe took Zhu Yan’s slender hand. "Shall we get down to business?"
"What business?"
Sun Zhe’s face was a mask of mystery. "Christening our new home, of course."
Zhu Yan stared at him, her face impassive. "You’ve changed, Sun Zhe. You weren’t like this when I first met you."
Sun Zhe suddenly swept her up into a princess carry, a wicked grin on his face. "People change. Besides, aren’t you the one who keeps spoiling me?"
They spent the entire afternoon in a frenzy, christening their new home in their own unique way—from the living room to the bathroom, to the bathtub, and finally, the balcony.
By the time evening fell, they had returned to Ping’an District. Zhu Yan bought a lot of groceries, mostly seafood like oysters and abalone. The official reason was to celebrate, but the real purpose was to help replenish Sun Zhe’s "little swimmers."
And so followed another night of madness.
「The next morning.」
Sun Zhe got up for work, his back aching. If even he was sore, it was no surprise that Zhu Yan couldn’t even get out of bed.
"Stepmom, I’m heading to work. I’ll have to trouble you with the move."
"Ugh, my life is so hard!"
"You’re a multi-millionairess now and you’re still complaining about how hard your life is?"
"The struggles of a rich woman are beyond your understanding."
***
「Yangcheng People’s Hospital.」
「Traditional Chinese Medicine Department.」
Sun Zhe was slumped over his desk, looking rather listless as he scrolled aimlessly through his phone. Meng Shiyang had taken the day off, and without her, the shift felt completely devoid of excitement.
Feeling helpless, he went into the small adjoining room, sat cross-legged on the bed, and decided to pass the time with cultivation. As he had gathered more and more Yin Essence, the Inner Core within his Dantian had clearly grown larger.
KNOCK. KNOCK. KNOCK.
He hadn’t been cultivating for even ten minutes when a knock sounded at his office door.
Thinking it was a patient, Sun Zhe quickly hopped off the bed and stepped out of the back room. "Please come in."
A moment later, the door opened, and the crisp clicking of high heels reached his ears.
Sun Zhe looked up, and his eyes instantly lit up. It was Su Nanzhi!
"Nanzhi, why are you here?"
Su Nanzhi was dressed in a well-tailored business suit, her long, beautiful legs wrapped in sheer black stockings. She wore black high heels with distinctive red soles, and her long hair was draped casually over her shoulders, giving her the air of an elegant and noble queen.
Staring at the breathtaking beauty before him, Sun Zhe felt his Yang Qi stir once more.
Su Nanzhi smiled. "I came to the hospital to see Director Meng, and I thought I’d stop by to see you about something as well."
"I see. Please, have a seat."
Su Nanzhi reached back to smooth her skirt before sitting gracefully on the small sofa. She smiled at Sun Zhe. "So, have you been to see the villa yet?"
"Yeah, I went with my stepmom yesterday."
"Do you like it?"
Sun Zhe laughed. "How could I not? It’s like a castle! I’m planning to move in today."
Su Nanzhi beamed. "Well, congratulations on the new home, our Divine Doctor. I’ll have a big red envelope for you later."
"Then I’ll have to thank you in advance, President Su." Sun Zhe handed her a bottle of mineral water. "By the way, what was it you needed to see me about?"
Su Nanzhi seemed a little embarrassed. She reached down and touched her stocking-clad thigh. "Um, could you take a look at my leg?"
